The Beast and his Daughters

Chapter 1

Abigail Nino

The day started out like any other day in the summer. Mrs. Nino would sleep until she heard Devon,the baby crying. She would calm him down and retreat to the kitchen to where her oldest child would be making breakfast. "Abigail what are you making for Devon and I today?" Mrs.Nino asked Abigail with her long curly red hair and brown eyes turned and smiled at her mother. " Eggs. Their good for protein."

Mrs. Nino set Devon down in his high chair . Even though she was exhausted from working the night before she helped Abigail. " Mommy I can cook breakfast" Abigail said. Mrs. Nino's face was strained from sleepless nights. Her blue eyes had turned to light fray from the extra work and caring for Devon.

Mrs.Nino listened to her eight year old daughter. She let her hands hide the tears coming from her eyes as she sat at the table. Abigail knew she was crying. Her mothers red hair went into the orange juice she had put out for her earlier.

"Another argument?" Abigail thought. She stood their watching her mother crying. Abigail thought of how last summer things were better. How her small green painted kitchen was a celebration of Devon, who wasn't born then. How happy the family was. She remembered that her father would come home early just to check on her mother.

That had changed soon after Devon's birth. father became moody and rude. He became so rude he would yell at Devon as though it was his fault. That was when Abigail began to help cook breakfast and lunch during summer. During school she hated to go home to the constant arguing. Abigail set the boiled eggs on the table. Then she got Devon's bottle of milk ready. Devon's eyes widened as Abigail gave him his bottle. His red hair was messy as it bounced up and down as he reached for the bottle.

Mrs. Nino turned on the TV after a moment of resting her face in her hands. The TV show was a daily morning show that Mrs. Nino watched to forget about how bad her life was. Today the anchor was speeding through the reports. " Now that the report on that new law has been reported lets get to a new exciting opportunity" the anchor said.

Mrs. Nino thought how this new opportunity was probably for someone who had a lot of money to flaunt around. Still she listened to the new opportunity awaiting the new and expensive thing.

" China has offered a great opportunity . China has agreed to send 92 million people to China for a month. This trip is free to all Americans. To see how to get a spot on this amazing trip check your mail. To see if the Department of International Travel has sent you an invitation . This is Person of Morning Show. I'm Colleen Shine signing off"

Mrs. Nino shut off the TV. She sat there staring at the TV. A smile curled around her lips. Something Abigail hadn't seen in a long time. "Abi, tell me do you want to go to China?" Abigail nodded to her mother. Abigail thoght how wonderful it would be to be on vacation. How China wasn't the place she always dreamed to go, but it was better than nothing. " Daddy would like Mommy again" she thought. As eager as she was Abigail waited by the window the entire morning looking for the mail man to come to deliver her letter of gold.

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Abigail awoke from her dream. " Are you ok, did you have a bad dream? " the woman next to her asked. She nodded yes. " Your too young to have nightmares" the woman said in a distant voice. Abigail's dream was about that day. The summer morning when again her old life was. How excited her mother was as she watched the news report. How she waited for the mail to arrive. Abigail remembered how beautiful that invitation was. Gold with Chinese writing on it. She wiped tears from her eyes. Abigail wondered where her mother and father was. " I wonder if baby Devon is ok?" She said out loud.

She curled back up against the wall where she slept in the shelter. Her red hair was a mess and she was cold because no one had given her warm clothes. Little did Abigail know she was the only survivor of flight 459. The plain was shot down near Japan and one of a Japanese fisherman 's son saved her.

" Abigail maybe you two might have something in common. " the supervisor said walking over with another girl. The girl had dark skin and her hair was long and almost black. Her eyes reminded you if a Native American. " This is Nicole. You and her will be put in the same temporary home for Christmas and until we find your parents. " the supervisor said.

Nicole sat next to her. She pulled out a book and a pen. She started writing in in. " What are you writing? " Abigail asked. Nicole turned and looked at Abigail." What has happened today and you. You are Abigail right?" Nicole asked. Abigail nodded then she said," Will you be my friend?" Nicole smiled and nodded yes.

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